User blog comment:Denrael Sabretooth/The Red Mist RPG/@comment-4677325-20130909004757/@comment-4677325-20130910021502

The figure continues making his way towards the battered and burnt doors that once led into the church. He is seemingly unaware of the danger in approaching the wreckage. He pauses, mumbles something barely audible under his breath, and finally makes it to the entrance. He grabs the edge of the least burnt door and strains to pull it open. The door creaks and groans as the rusted hinges begin to snap off.